?Chapter 236: Chapter 236: The Original Video Is Still in Mo Chen’s Hands   Chapter 236: Chapter 236: The Original Video Is Still in Mo Chen’s Hands                                   The man stood up, looked down at her with an intense gaze, “Get up, go back to sleep, it’ste.”


    At this moment, Qiao Ruoxin was wearing only a thin robe, sitting cross-legged on the sofa. The cor of the robe was half-concealed, revealing a hint of a young woman’s sensuality.


    Qiao Ruoxin stood up and naturally wrapped her arms around the man’s neck.


    Then Mo Chen picked her up and carried her towards the bedroom.


    She wasid down on the soft, cushiony bed, and Mo Chen nced at her, “I’m going to take a shower, if you’re tired, just sleep first.”


    “Hmm, okay,” she replied.


    It was not until she heard the bathroom door close that she realized he had gone to take a shower.


    Qiao Ruoxiny on the bed, and once it quieted down, her mind uncontrobly began to recall the conversation with Simon.


    Maybe she should use Simon to find that video.


    Ten minutester, the bathroom door opened.


    Mo Chen returned to the bed with the fresh, pleasant scent of a shower and turned off the lights.


    As was routine, he drew her into his embrace, his voice lowered, “Sleep.”


    “Hmm, goodnight, Mo Chen, brother,” she said.


    She closed her eyes and then felt a shower of kisses from the man on her corbone.


    But the kissing onlysted for a while and then stopped; there were no further moves, just holding her purely for sleep.


    Soon, she could hear the man’s steady breathing behind her.


    Finally, she made a decision in her heart.


    She must find the video before Simon did; otherwise, Simon would use it to threaten her again.


    Qiao Ruoxin gradually closed her eyes and entered into a dream.


    In her dream, she finally found that so-called video and then saw that the woman in the video really had her own face!


    Then, she also dreamed that Simon uploaded the video online, and it was circted widely for all to see; she was scorned by the entire inte as a worthless woman.


    “No! It’s not me! It can’t be me!”


    Suddenly!


    She woke with a start from the nightmare.


    Qiao Ruoxin suddenly opened her eyes, filled with panic, and ayer of cold sweat formed on her forehead.


    The man sleeping beside her, Mo Ye, was also woken up by her noise.


    He turned to look at Qiao Ruoxin, whose face looked terrible, slightly frowning as he helped her wipe the cold sweat from her forehead with a tissue.


    “Little Ghost, having a nightmare?”


    Mo Chen’s deep voice sounded, immediately providing her with a shot of tranquility.


    She instinctively hugged his body, burying her small face into his chest, “Hmm… I had a very scary nightmare… It was too frightening!”


    If Simon found that video first, then maybe he would release it to the entire!


    She believed Simon was capable of that!


    No!


    She had to find the video and destroy it!


    Mo Chen hugged her shivering body tightly, his eyebrows knotted, what kind of nightmare had she had that was so frightening that she was shaking?


    “It’s okay, I’m here, okay?”


    “Mo Chen, brother, you have to believe me; you must be on my side!”


    “Hmm, I believe you,” the man responded indifferently, easing the fear in her heart.


    Qiao Ruoxin slowly calmed down, returning from the dream to the real world.


    …


    Afternoon.


    There was a variety show to record today, still to promote Lucky girls’ new album.


    While getting her hair and makeup done backstage, Qiao Ruoxin looked at herself in the mirror and adjusted her state of mind.


    When you’re working, you can’t think of anything else!


    She warned herself inwardly.


    Suddenly, Song Yingying came running over, whispering, “Ruoxin, that Mr. Lawrence is here at your site again, he’s really your die-hard fan!”


    Qiao Ruoxin’s body stiffened slightly.


    Wasn’t Simon supposed to be hospitalized with an injury? How could he stille?


    “Are you sure you saw Simon clearly?”


    “Yeah, with Mr. Lawrence’s temperament and appearance, how could I be mistaken? He’s still sitting in the first row. He’s even publicly announced on media interviews that he’s pursuing you, tsk tsk…”


    This man was really ruthless.


    Simon appeared gentle and well-mannered, never lost his temper, and wouldn’t even say a harsh word, but the things he did were more twisted one after the other.


    The first half of today’s program recording was a talk show.


    Thus, when Qiao Ruoxin walked onto the stage and sat down on the sofa, she unconsciously nced at the audience and sure enough, spotted Simon at first sight.


    Simon was staring at her, a smile ying on his lips.


    She felt ufortable all over under such a gaze.


    …


    After the program recording ended.


    Qiao Ruoxin was in the backstage changing clothes when her phone rang; it was Simon calling.


    She hesitated for a few seconds but still chose to answer.


    “What is it?”


    “Come out, I’ll speak a word with you, then I’ll go back to the hospital,”


    Beep… beep…


    He hung up the phone after speaking, not giving her a chance to refuse.


    Ten minutester, Qiao Ruoxin arrived at the stairwell of the TV station building, which was basically deserted.


    Simon was standing there, leaning against the railing.


    Qiao Ruoxin walked over with an icy expression: “Why aren’t you in the hospital? Whye here to join the excitement?”


    “Worried about me?”


    “Hmph…” Her disdainful snort allowed Simon to savor it on his own.


    Simon looked at her disdainfulugh, not angered, his voice still gentle: “You seem a bit off today, worried about that video? I told you, I’ll help you find it, rest assured.”


    Qiao Ruoxin nced at him indifferently: “I’m just about to get my period, that’s why I’m feeling unwell, you’re overthinking it.”


    “Oh? Knowing about the existence of that video, you can still be so calm? You have such strong mental resilience?”


    “How else could Ipete with you?” She couldn’t help but take two steps back, wanting to be further away from this man.


    Simon chuckled lightly: “I don’t want to engage in a battle of wits with you, I want to date you. I’m not pressuring you, just give me a fair chance topete, okay?”


    Qiao Ruoxin gave no reaction, her gaze t: “A fairpetition? Your sincerity iscking. Produce that video, and I’ll consider it.”


    Simon, somewhat surprised, raised an eyebrow: “You would consider it?”


    He had thought Qiao Ruoxin would outright reject him, to confront him head-on. It seemed this woman had grown.


    “First, produce that video, remember, I want the original, no copies allowed.”


    “Fine, I’ll help you look for it, but the original is probably still in Mo Chen’s possession, except he’s lost that part of his memory now.”


    Qiao Ruoxin’s eyes widened in surprise, her face incredulous: “What are you saying? That video is still with Mo Chen?”


    Simon: “Mhm, Mo Chen was quite shaken when he saw that video back then and used various means to acquire the original. Where he put it, I don’t know, and I guess he doesn’t remember either.”


    She had a question and asked straight out: “I’ve always wondered, how did youe to see this video? And who sent it to Mo Chen?”


    Simon shrugged, an expression on his face suggesting he didn’t know either.


    What was the intention of sending this video to both Mo Chen and Simon?


    Was it to make both men hate her? Despise her? Detest her?